I can't properly convey how pleasurable it is to watch and listen to these gifted, hard-working dancers embody a life lived as fully as a life can be.
—Robert Enright, Dance Reviewer
One more show Friday June 8..It starts at 8:00 pm and runs for 75 minutes at The Rachel Browne Theatre, 2nd Floor, 211 Bannatyne Avenue.
Elizabeth Smart, the romantic, furious, reckless, sensual and magnificent Canadian writer who died in 1986, would fall passionately in love with what Brent Lott and his team of versatile contemporary dancers have done with her life and art.
Their hybrid of dance, poetry, theatre, and music does something I didn't think possible; it takes a life lived only in the extreme registers and shapes it into 50 minutes of pure pleasure. And I can't properly convey how pleasurable it is to watch and listen to these gifted, hard-working dancers embody a life lived as fully as a life can be.
Their point of departure was both promising and daunting. In 1945, Smart published what may be the finest rhapsodic novel in the English language, both a celebration of and a lament for love, called By Grand Central Station I Sat Down and Wept. Because it is such an astonishing achievement, this 128 page book can be intimidating, but everyone involved in this superb production rose to the challenge.
Lott's choreography always finds the appropriate tone and surprising movement; Jaik Josephson's poems, which are richly voiced by the women dancers, are moving encapsulations of the positions of the heart that need to be expressed; the music by Shirley Grierson and Tim Church has the right balance, as does Dean Cowieson's lighting (the dappled beauty of the lighting after the scene in the Colonic pub is especially poignant).